The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 776: Magic Sword and Power

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"Hahaha...Zhuo Fan, you dare to provoke our soul-melting elders, you really don’t want to die fast enough!" Zhao Dezhu pointed at Zhuo Fan’s stern face, and couldn’t help laughing happily. Speak out.

Elder Baihe also shook his head slightly, and said with a sneer: "Oh, this can't be blamed on us for bullying the small, it's this kid who provoked first!"

"Yes, maybe he feels that it is an honor and tragic to die under the masters of the soul-melting state!" Another elder also laughed and shook his head, with a look of contempt: "There are always such idiots in the world. I have such high demands on my own death, as if it is an honor to die under a master, ha ha ha... In fact, that does not prove that you are worthy of death under the master’s hand. After all, sometimes a master will also I can't help but trample on a few ants!"

When everyone heard it, they nodded slightly and looked over with a wicked smile. Those hundreds of transforming virtual masters cheered, waved the flag and shouted, and were so happy to be able to witness the elder's action!

Huh!

The terrifying coercion, with the endless wind, pressed towards Zhuo Fan, pressing him until he could not breathe, and his body was shaking constantly.

But he still stood fiercely, standing in the air, and then slowly absorbing the Vigorous Red Dragon King into his body!

The eyebrows raised unexpectedly. Elder Silver Hammer thought Zhuo Fan was scared and couldn't help but laughed out: "Hahaha... actually took the spirit back? Do you think you can save yourself from death? The old man is Rong. Soul master, with this punch, not only your body will be broken, but your soul will also be transformed into nothingness. If you can't run away, go to death!"

"Hehehe...then you are wrong. I took back the spirit, not because I was afraid of the spirit being damaged, but I just wanted to narrow the defensive range!" With a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, an inexplicable light flashed in Zhuo Fan's eyes. , Wicked laughter.

But when Elder Silver Hammer heard it, he laughed more sarcastically: "Defensive range? Hahaha...Do you think you can really defend against the old man's punch? Even if you have a 9th rank The spirit armor can't stop the old man's punch of the unity of soul and body!"

Speaking, the elder Silver Hammer's punch speed increased by three points, and he reached the position of Zhuo Fan's face in an instant, and hit him with a punch. The terrifying fist pressure even caused Zhuo Fan's face to crack, and blood kept coming out.

The spirit in his body couldn't help being agitated. It seemed that he was already facing real danger and was afraid of the power of this punch.

Zhao Dezhu looked at all this, and his whole body was shaking with excitement. This monster Zhuo Fan, who had swept his face in the Ssangyong Gathering and lost his face in front of the elders, was finally going to be buried here.

The rest of the virtual powerhouses also yelled out loud with excitement. And the seven elders shook their heads with a smile, and curled their lips in disdain. The difference in strength between the two was too great, and this battle was really not worth seeing.

It's like a nine-foot giant, bullying a three-year-old child!

However, just after everyone had determined the outcome of this battle, Zhuo Fan's fate, an unexpected change occurred!

Wow!

Suddenly, a blood-red light, accompanied by a black halo, flashed from in front of the silver hammer elder.

The next moment, the elder was about to get close to Zhuo Fan’s punch, but suddenly, it split and broke into two halves, passing between Zhuo Fan’s ears, blood wafting like silk. In the void beside Zhuo Fan's cheek, it fell on his shoulders from time to time.

The pupils couldn't help but shrink, and the elder Silverhammer felt a little confused. But at this moment, a chuckle suddenly passed into his ears that hadn't lost its function.

"Ha ha ha... to defend? Do you think I reduced the defensive range, really just to prevent you from this punch?" An evil smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a terrifying cold light , Leisurely said: "I did this, just to cut you more accurately!"

The body couldn't help but shake, there was still a trace of confusion in Elder Silverhammer's eyes, but soon he felt that his body began to chill rapidly, and when he looked down, what he saw immediately made him tremble!

At this moment, his whole body has been divided into two halves, and the blood is spraying out continuously. Because of his forward thrust, the two halves of his body passed in front of Zhuo Fan naturally!

At this time, he finally noticed Zhuo Fan's eye pupils, which were full of decisive will and endless killing. It turned out that this kid had already dared to show his killing intent even when facing a soul-melting master.

It's just that he still doesn't understand how he ended up like this!

My head was confused, and the elder Silverhammer wanted to figure out what was going on at the end of his life, and he would not be a fool when he died. It's a pity that time hasn't waited for him. At the moment when he wanted to turn his head, his pupils were empty, completely lost his breath, and fell to the ground with a thump.

My eyes are wide open, I can’t catch my eyes...

Shocked, unbelievably shocked!

Everyone on the scene, not just those who transform the falsehood, even the remaining seven strong souls, couldn’t help taking a breath, looking at the **** corpse, showing panic. color.

This is a master of soul-melting, with a single shot, what is going on?

Ding!

A metal soft groan sounded, a long sword exuding weird blood and engraved with eerie black patterns, circled in the void, and flew into Zhuo Fan's hand with a sigh, exuding a pleasant whisper. !

As if the slaying just now brought great excitement to it, that hunger and thirst rang in the ears of everyone present. When people see it, they can't help but tremble in their hearts, it's hard to face!

Is that the sword...

The eyelids trembled slightly, and the elder Baihe and the other six people looked at each other, and then looked over, their complexion suddenly became serious. They never expected that any of the eight people would come out this time. It would be an extremely easy thing to think about, but it was just to deal with a few little ghosts. They are only trying to make sure that they are safe, and they don't have to make a move.

But who would have thought that in this case, a general was lost in a bewildered manner, and the opponent had a weapon that could easily kill the soul-melting master. This couldn't help making the remaining seven elders feel tight, and dare not look down upon the man in front of them!

Zhao Dezhu was even more pale with fright, he couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, and murmured his head in his mouth: "Impossible, how is this possible? How can you kill the elders of the soul-melting state?"

"Hmph, I said, with me here, no one would ever want to go over here!"

Without looking at him, Zhuo Fan flicked his long sword and couldn't help but smile coldly, like an invincible emperor who issued his own ban to everyone present, no one can overstep it!

The brows trembled, and the elder Baihe and others immediately became nervous. Maybe they could not take Zhuo Fan seriously before, but now they can't care about it anymore, because that strange divine sword has already made them feel the coming of death firsthand.

Damn it, what on earth is that thing, so powerful?

With his eyes narrowed slightly, the elder Baihe took a deep look at the sword, and a fine cold sweat was already oozing out on his forehead. The other elders did the same, taking two steps back with great fear of this sword.

For a while, the two sides entered the confrontation situation again, and neither dared to move.

Originally, those virtual masters saw the eight elders coming together. It was just when the morale was up and they were about to rush forward, but in an instant, one elder died, and the seven elders were immediately shocked and returned to the original point. But there is no use for eggs.

The morale of everyone fell again, and the look in Zhuo Fan's eyes became even more frightened. Even the elders are afraid of people, how can they not be afraid?

The corner of his mouth swept across a cold arc, Zhuo Fan turned his head and glanced lightly at the long sword in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

Sixth Rank Saint Soldier, Sky Sword!

Although he has not been able to fully exert the power of this holy soldier, it is not a problem to kill the soul-melting master with its sharpness. Thanks to the help of this sage soldier, he was able to block these people for a while, squeezing out more opportunities for Chu Qingcheng and the others to escape.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan let out a long suffocation, but a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!

This is probably the last thing he can do for Allure in his life...

"Use Spirit Soldiers!"

Suddenly, the elder Baihe yelled, and his feet were so steep that he rushed towards Zhuo Fan. The light in his hand flashed, and a nine-foot long knife suddenly appeared.

"The Ninth-Rank Spirit Soldier Slashes the Sky Sword, the Long River hangs upside down to break the sun and the moon!"

The other six elders met, their eyes lit up, and they immediately understood. Since his magic sword is powerful, let's defeat him with spirit soldiers. Even if our spirit soldiers can't compare to him, they can still dominate him with the strength of the soul-melting realm.

Ever since, shabu shabu, round after round of pink clouds flying, pieces of spiritual soldiers appeared, Qi Qi Xiangzhuo who cut off!

With his eyes squinted slightly, Zhuo Fan's heart is clear, he can't be surrounded by them, and must be broken one by one. So the golden halo in the right pupil flashed, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Kongming God Hitomi is the first one, shifting shape and position!

Huh!

Zhuo Fan suddenly disappeared, causing the spirit soldiers who smashed to fall into the air. When he appeared again, he had already come behind the elder Baihe, slashing with a sword!

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and the elder Baihe was shocked. He hurriedly avoided the sharp edge, waved his hand, and then moved the Heaven-Zhanting Sword in his hand, and then raised his whole power, with a knife to Zhuo. Where to hack!

Touch!

The violent clashing sound rang in front of everyone's ears, and they slammed into each other severely with one sword and one knife, and they separated. Zhuo Fan's body shook, and he was stunned by the powerful skill of the soul-melting realm master. With a puff, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of red blood, and then hurriedly withdrew.

But, listening to the sound of clattering, the sky-cutting knife in Elder Baihe's hand suddenly shattered, shattered into pieces, and floated in the air. A handful of Ninth-Rank Spirit Soldiers were immediately abandoned!

"How is this... possible?"

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and the elder Baihe was even more shocked. He looked at it incredibly: "What kind of fetish is the spiritual soldier in that kid's hand? How can it be just a blow from the power of the gods? , Will the Ninth-Rank Spirit Soldier in the hands of the Soul Fusion Realm masters be shattered?"

The rest of the people also flicked their eyelids and looked at it in an inconceivable way, completely stunned...